sumptuous sundown
splashes sonorous silk stream--
sapphire snowflake slides
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A lump of mundane thoughts
at the end of a normal day,
millions of bubbles
of pending reflections over life
and paper planes floating
in notes of symphony of silence.
Strumming the dilemma of words
in multiverses peeking from
doors leading to hallways
of darkness, light and grey existence..
Poetry is born every second
in the minds of introverts.
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*Tree of Light*
An infant seed sown,
lush tree of light in garden--
faith blooming with truth
(Read in Caption)
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*Simulacrum*
Scintillating hues disperse on blank canvas,
electric essence sparks azure palate mauve;
incandescent lightning leads to the ballroom--
of galactic blaze.
Vivacious seagulls draped in white fly afar,
sing to forlorn sandcastles on tranquil shore;
breathtaking notes vibrate subdued strings of breeze--
pearly mist of harps.
Inhaling sultry waves of hot topanga,
I flicker with burning golden lantern wick;
awaiting tides adorned with velvet mirage--
your silk memories.
Moonbeams rejuvenate my drowning desires,
I write your name on sand to be washed away;
your halo descends to embrace me with love--
on my yearning pier.-
So we are all little stars in this galaxy
Probably finding our ways to the desired end
And somewhere in between on our journeys
We see every star finding a way out of this maze-